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Mr.
Hall
,
endeavouring
to
act
on
instructions
,
received
a
sounding
kick
in
the
ribs
that
disposed
of
him
for
a
moment
,
and
Mr.
Wadgers
,
seeing
the
decapitated
stranger
had
rolled
over
and
got
the
upper
side
of
Jaffers
,
retreated
towards
the
door
,
knife
in
hand
,
and
so
collided
with
Mr.
Huxter
and
the
Sidderbridge
carter
coming
to
the
rescue
of
law
and
order
.
At
the
same
moment
down
came
three
or
four
bottles
from
the
chiffonnier
and
shot
a
web
of
pungency
into
the
air
of
the
room
.
"
I
'll
surrender
,
"
cried
the
stranger
,
though
he
had
Jaffers
down
,
and
in
another
moment
he
stood
up
panting
,
a
strange
figure
,
headless
and
handless
--
for
he
had
pulled
off
his
right
glove
now
as
well
as
his
left
.
"
It
's
no
good
,
"
he
said
,
as
if
sobbing
for
breath
.
It
was
the
strangest
thing
in
the
world
to
hear
that
voice
coming
as
if
out
of
empty
space
,
but
the
Sussex
peasants
are
perhaps
the
most
matter-of-fact
people
under
the
sun
.
Jaffers
got
up
also
and
produced
a
pair
of
handcuffs
.
Then
he
stared
.
"
I
say
!
"
said
Jaffers
,
brought
up
short
by
a
dim
realization
of
the
incongruity
of
the
whole
business
,
"
Darn
it
!
Ca
n't
use
'em
as
I
can
see
.
"
The
stranger
ran
his
arm
down
his
waistcoat
,
and
as
if
by
a
miracle
the
buttons
to
which
his
empty
sleeve
pointed
became
undone
.
Then
he
said
something
about
his
shin
,
and
stooped
down
.
He
seemed
to
be
fumbling
with
his
shoes
and
socks
.
"
Why
!
"
said
Huxter
,
suddenly
,
"
that
's
not
a
man
at
all
.
It
's
just
empty
clothes
.
Look
!
You
can
see
down
his
collar
and
the
linings
of
his
clothes
.
I
could
put
my
arm
--
"
He
extended
his
hand
;
it
seemed
to
meet
something
in
mid-air
,
and
he
drew
it
back
with
a
sharp
exclamation
.
"
I
wish
you
'd
keep
your
fingers
out
of
my
eye
,
"
said
the
aerial
voice
,
in
a
tone
of
savage
expostulation
.
"
The
fact
is
,
I
'm
all
here
--
head
,
hands
,
legs
,
and
all
the
rest
of
it
,
but
it
happens
I
'm
invisible
.
It
's
a
confounded
nuisance
,
but
I
am
.
That
's
no
reason
why
I
should
be
poked
to
pieces
by
every
stupid
bumpkin
in
Iping
,
is
it
?
"
The
suit
of
clothes
,
now
all
unbuttoned
and
hanging
loosely
upon
its
unseen
supports
,
stood
up
,
arms
akimbo
.
Several
other
of
the
men
folks
had
now
entered
the
room
,
so
that
it
was
closely
crowded
.
"
Invisible
,
eh
?
"
said
Huxter
,
ignoring
the
stranger
's
abuse
.
"
Who
ever
heard
the
likes
of
that
?
"
"
It
's
strange
,
perhaps
,
but
it
's
not
a
crime
.
Why
am
I
assaulted
by
a
policeman
in
this
fashion
?
"
